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Thursday, October 14, 2010

A Sunday Kind of Love

By Barbara Belle, Anita Leonard, Stan Rhodes & Louis Prima1946

A major hit of the latter years of the Big Band era, this song was the collaboration of several different composers, including bandleader, vocalist and all-around pop culture icon Louis Prima (also responsible for such songs as "Sing, Sing, Sing"). It was introduced by the Claude Thornhill orchestra, with vocalist Fran Warren. It has proven to be a very resilient standard, surviving the classic pop era and continuing to be recorded into the 1970s, 1980s, 1990s and beyond.

Lyrics:

I want a Sunday kind of love,A love to last past Saturday night.And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight.I want a Sunday kind of love.

I want a love that's on the square,Can't seem to find somebody to care.And I'm on a lonely road that leads to nowhere,I want a Sunday kind of love.

I do my Sunday dreaming,And all my Sunday scheming,Every minute, every hour, every day.I'm hoping to discoverA certain kind of loverWho will show me the way.

My arms need someone to enfold,To keep me warm when Mondays and Tuesday grow cold.Love for all my life, to have and to hold.I want a Sunday kind of love.

4 comments:

Great site. These old songs still have plenty of life in them, and I'm glad to see young singers like Michael Bublé taking on the challenge of interpreting them.

An amateur singer and lyricist, I just recorded "A Sunday Kind of Love" and added NEW LYRICS to avoid the dread repeat. The original lyrics come from the "Just Standards Real Book" and match what Jo Stafford sang, way back in 1947 (except I had to change "Mondays" to "weekdays.")

I want a Sunday kind of love,A love to last past Saturday night.I’d like to know it’s more than love at first sight.I want a Sunday kind of love.

I want a love that’s on the square,Can’t seem to find somebody to care.I’m on a lonely road that leads me nowhere,I want a Sunday kind of love.

I do my Sunday dreaming, and all my Sunday scheming,Ev’ry minute, ev’ry hour, ev’ry day.I’m hoping to discover a certain kind of lover:Who will show me the way?

My arms need someone to enfold,To keep me warm when weekdays grow cold.A love for all my life, to have and to hold.I want a Sunday kind of love.

The love I want on Sunday will see me through each Monday:Keep me smiling, keep me thinking, make me glad.And so I’m hoping one day I’ll find love’s perfect Sunday,’Cause I’m aching so bad.

My heart is lonely and it’s tiredOf Friday’s love on Saturday expired.A love that flickers out is no more desired.I want a Sunday kind of love.

Thanks for posting this song (and I hope you enjoy the supplemental lyrics). I would never have thought of this song to add to my repertoire, otherwise.

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